Yes they’re friends of the blog and it’s true that we might not have heard this album had this not been the case, but how we came about hearing about them is neither here nor there. The fact remains that if this album was an embarrassment to music then it would not be on this list. Hailing from the cultural black-hole that is Medway (main claim to fame; chavs), they’ve created an album that bristles with a strange mix of despondency and aggression, both in awe of the town that spawned them and simultaneously wanting to burn it to the ground. Musically, it’s a mixture of Graham Coxon-esque guitars, jaunty keyboard flurries and time signature changes that would make Pavement proud. The best thing to come out of Medway…ever!